Naruto: Multiverse Character Templates

In a valley north of the Land of Demons.

Natsuki lowered his gaze and saw a massive laboratory built inside the valley.

This was the location of the Yomi Cult.

The leader of the Yomi Cult was called Yomi.

Yomi was a title passed down through generations. Every leader was called Yomi.

Therefore, the Yomi from the original story and the current Yomi were not the same person.

However, they were both medical-nin.

Mōryō's soul and body were sealed separately.

Yomi would first release its soul, then use medical ninjutsu to stitch it into his own body.

After that, he would search for its body and reunite the two.

The benefit of doing this was that it greatly reduced the difficulty.

After all, Mōryō's soul was sealed in the Land of Demons, while its body was sealed in the neighboring Land of Swamps.

Releasing both Mōryō's soul and body at the same time would be almost impossible.

Unless the exact timing had been arranged in advance.

In addition, splitting the effort would also make it easier for the priestess of the Land of Demons to discover them.

By releasing Mōryō's soul first, Yomi could temporarily become its jinchūriki and increase his strength.

That would give him a greater chance of releasing Mōryō's body afterward.

A faint ripple passed through Natsuki's eyes.

He soon shared the vision of one of his eyeball clones.

The situation inside the laboratory came into view.

A middle-aged man stood in front of an operating table, performing surgery on an unconscious young man.

Natsuki was also a medical-nin now.

After watching for a while, he determined the man's purpose.

He had opened the young man's abdomen and was storing his chakra inside, preventing it from leaking out.

Clearly, this was preparation for receiving Mōryō's soul.

In the end, the young man died, but the chakra inside his body did not leak out.

However, moments later, the situation rapidly changed. Like a deflating balloon, the young man's chakra turned into currents of air and scattered outward.

"Damn it!"

The middle-aged man looked irritated.

"Another failure!"

Natsuki narrowed his eyes.

Clearly, this middle-aged man was Yomi.

The only issue was that his medical ninjutsu had not yet succeeded.

Natsuki rubbed his chin.

He wondered if he could help modify the technique using Konoha's medical ninjutsu.

In terms of medical ninjutsu, no one in the current shinobi world could surpass Konoha.

It was no exaggeration to say that, aside from the Five Great Villages, most other medical-nin were self-taught and had never received a proper medical-nin education.

With that thought, Natsuki cut off the shared vision with the eyeball clone.

He walked directly toward the valley.

Kaidō from the Unohana Retsu Template required him to kill three medical Jonin.

Yomi barely met the condition.

Once Natsuki finished using him, he could simply kill him.

Natsuki used Presence Concealment and infiltrated the laboratory.

The Yomi Cult did not have many members, but more than half of them were only Genin or Chunin-level shinobi.

The remaining half were researchers who assisted Yomi.

Without alarming anyone, Natsuki arrived in front of Yomi.

A flash of crimson passed through his eyes.

Natsuki activated his Three-Tomoe Sharingan.

Yomi sensed something was wrong and instinctively turned around, only to meet Natsuki's Three-Tomoe Sharingan.

He immediately fell into a daze.

Although he was a Jonin, he was a medical-nin and was not skilled in direct combat, so Natsuki controlled him easily.

The next step was to help him improve his medical ninjutsu.

Time passed, and April arrived.

At the Daybreak Company's branch in the Land of Demons.

Natsuki opened a summoning storage scroll and took out a round metal object that resembled a candlestick.

It was the Black Holy Grail.

The moment Natsuki held it, a large amount of information flowed into his mind.

He immediately understood how to use it.

As long as the target was suppressed to the point that it could not move, the Black Holy Grail could absorb its chakra.

Once the chakra reached a certain level, the Black Holy Grail would be fully born.

As for what level it needed to reach, that depended on how much chakra it absorbed.

Natsuki could not guarantee that Mōryō's chakra would be enough to meet the condition.

If it was not enough, he would have to consider making plans for the Dragon Vein in the Land of Wind.

"Call the craftsmen over."

Natsuki put away the Black Holy Grail.

After the craftsmen arrived, he erased their memories related to the project and then had Fūshin send them away.

Natsuki turned and went to the priestess's temple.

"Natsuki."

The moment Nawaki saw him, he could not help asking, "When are we finally getting a mission?"

He had thought there would be a mission waiting for them after arriving in the Land of Demons.

In the end, there had been nothing. He had spent an entire month training in the Land of Demons.

He trained in Konoha, and he trained in the Land of Demons. Had he not come all this way for nothing?

"There is a mission now."

Natsuki smiled.

"I guarantee the target will satisfy you. When the time comes, you'll need to use your full strength."

"Really?"

Nawaki did not quite believe him.

He was still a Jonin of Konoha.

Aside from Jonin from the Five Great Villages, who else could make him go all out?

"You'll see it soon."

After saying that, Natsuki entered the priestess's temple.

Nawaki hurriedly followed.

"Your Grace."

Natsuki went straight to the point.

"It's about time. Take us to the place where Mōryō's body is sealed."

Panic inevitably rose in Miroku's heart.

Although she had prepared herself, she was still nervous now that she had to truly face Mōryō.

Fortunately, this time she had the prophecy of Mōryō's death.

At least there was hope.

Miroku calmed herself, stood up, and nodded.

At her command, a group of elite guards quickly gathered in front of the priestess's temple.

Natsuki glanced over them.

Although they wore armor and looked like ordinary soldiers, they were actually shinobi.

The Land of Demons simply did not have a shinobi village. It did not mean the country lacked shinobi.

As guards protecting the priestess, they naturally could not be ordinary civilians.

Otherwise, if some reckless shinobi attempted an assassination, the guards would be useless.

"Let's go."

Natsuki turned to leave.

"Wait."

Miroku stopped him, looking somewhat awkward.

"Carry me."

Natsuki paused slightly.

He remembered that in the original story, Shion had also asked Naruto to carry her.

Although the priestesses possessed special powers, they were more like mages. They only trained techniques meant to seal Mōryō.

Their physical strength was not high and was only slightly better than that of ordinary people.

If Miroku had to keep pace with a group of shinobi, she definitely would not be able to keep up.

With that thought, Natsuki walked in front of her, turned around, and crouched slightly.

Miroku leaped onto his back.

Natsuki immediately felt a soft, springy pressure against him.

He steadied his mind, supported her securely, and accelerated toward the Land of Swamps.

"This is my first time leaving the priestess's temple."

Miroku felt the wind blowing toward her, and much of her tension over facing Mōryō faded.

"After today, you'll be able to leave the priestess's temple freely."

Natsuki fell silent for two seconds before speaking.

Miroku froze.

If Mōryō died, the priestess line would indeed be freed.

Although she herself would not truly be free.

Now, she could only hope Natsuki would keep his promise and control only her, not the Land of Demons.

The Land of Swamps was north of the Land of Demons.

By noon, they arrived in the Land of Swamps.

Under Miroku's guidance, they reached the sealing temple of the Land of Swamps.

It was a temple hidden inside a mountain.

"Now we wait for Yomi to arrive."

Natsuki put Miroku down and spoke.

When they had set out, he had ordered Yomi to go to the sealing temple in the Land of Demons and release Mōryō's soul.

Miroku nodded.

"Why is everything so secretive?"

Nawaki could not help asking, "Who is our mission target this time? Is it this Yomi you mentioned?"

"You'll know soon enough. Don't rush."

Natsuki smiled.

Time passed slowly.

Another half hour went by, and the sound of rushing air rang out.

Yomi and four of his subordinates appeared in front of the sealing temple.

The four subordinates remained outside, while Yomi walked in.

"Nawaki, get ready."

Natsuki paused.

"Nonō, stay here and protect Her Grace."

Nawaki nodded and gripped Samehada.

Less than three minutes later, an extremely sinister aura spread out from the sealing temple.

"What an evil power!"

Nawaki immediately spoke.

Right after he finished speaking, arrogant laughter rang through the sky.

"Hahaha! I'm free!"

With a loud boom, a massive hole split open in the mountain.

A huge mass of black chakra rushed out.

It flew several meters before crashing onto the ground.

Only then did Natsuki and the others clearly see its appearance.

It resembled a purple octopus covered in tentacles.

"Miroku!"

Mōryō suddenly shouted.

"I can sense your presence!"

It looked toward Miroku, who stood on the mountain.

"Come!"

Mōryō tempted her.

"Become one with me, and together we will rule the shinobi world!"

"Big words!"

Nawaki immediately used Geppo.

He moved rapidly through the air and appeared in front of Mōryō in the blink of an eye.

"Water Breathing, Fourth Form: Striking Tide!"

Nawaki gripped Samehada and swung it down.

"Where did this insect come from?"

Mōryō immediately sent out two tentacles, knocking Nawaki and Samehada away together.

"Geppo!"

As he was thrown backward, Nawaki quickly stabilized himself.

He looked at Mōryō without fear. Instead, he was excited.

"Water Release: Water Dragon Bullet Technique!"

Nawaki immediately formed hand seals.

A large amount of chakra surged out and formed a massive water dragon in the air.

The water dragon flew forward and crashed toward Mōryō.

"Get lost!"

Mōryō only found Nawaki annoying.

It immediately opened its mouth, and a mass of purple-black chakra shot out like a cannonball.

The sound of rushing air rang out.

As the chakra approached the water dragon, it suddenly spread and covered it.

Under Nawaki's shocked gaze, the water dragon was corroded and turned into purple-black water before falling to the ground.

The mass of purple-black chakra twisted like a dark cloud and surged toward him.

"Water Release: Water Colliding Wave!"

Nawaki quickly clapped his hands together.

A tornado made of water appeared in front of him.

It flew forward, and the moment it collided with the purple-black chakra, it burst apart and formed a large river.

The two chakra forces immediately clashed in midair.

Mōryō became irritated.

It immediately raised its tentacles.

Eight beams of purple-black light tore through the air.

In an instant, they ripped through the river and all shot toward Nawaki.

Nawaki's expression changed dramatically.

At the critical moment, he gripped Samehada with both hands and leaped upward.

"Water Breathing, Tenth Form: Constant Flux!"

A giant dragon formed above him. As he spun and slashed several times, it struck the eight purple-black beams.

In an instant, the air twisted, and countless streams of chakra scattered outward.

The water dragon lasted two seconds before exploding into countless droplets.

"Kami-e!"

Nawaki seized the opportunity and used the airflow to avoid the eight purple-black beams.

"Aren't you going to help him?" Miroku could not help asking.

She could tell that Nawaki was strong, but he was no match for Mōryō and was being suppressed at every turn.

"He's been idle for a month. Let him vent a little."

Natsuki spoke casually.

For a moment, Miroku did not know what to say.

However, she sensed confidence in Natsuki's words.

She did not speak again and quietly waited for him to act.

Nawaki's performance made Mōryō extremely displeased.

It opened its mouth.

An invisible sound wave spread outward.

Nawaki immediately felt dizzy, and his body froze in place.

Seeing this, Mōryō launched a mass of purple-black chakra toward him.

It moved extremely fast and arrived before Nawaki in an instant.

Samehada leaped up and bit into the purple-black chakra.

However, there was too much of it, and part of it continued toward Nawaki.

Natsuki instantly appeared behind Nawaki, grabbed his shoulder, and returned to his original position.

"This is Mōryō's unique mental shockwave."

As Miroku spoke, she raised her hand.

A special energy surged out and covered Nawaki.

Nawaki immediately broke free from the restraint.

"Stay here. Leave the rest to me."

After Natsuki finished speaking, he disappeared again.

"Natsuki, save my Samehada!"

Nawaki quickly shouted.

During the battle just now, he had fought with all his strength, yet he had still been no match for Mōryō.

Therefore, after being rescued, he obediently listened to Natsuki and no longer shouted about continuing the fight.

But his sword still needed to be saved.

After swallowing the purple-black chakra, Samehada looked like a drunk human vomiting.

Mōryō's purple-black chakra had corrosive properties. Even Samehada could not withstand it.

After all, Samehada was not just a sword. It was a living creature.

Natsuki grabbed it and tossed it back to Nawaki.

"My patience is limited!"

Mōryō glared at Natsuki and roared, "Die!"

The invisible mental shockwave appeared again.

"Figure Eyes!"

Natsuki's eyes trembled.

An equally invisible mental shockwave met it head-on.

The air shook and twisted.

However, Mōryō's mental shockwave proved stronger.

Natsuki was not surprised.

In an instant, he used Geppo.

While avoiding the mental shockwave, he arrived in midair.

Mōryō immediately raised all of its tentacles.

A purple-black dragon flew out.

Natsuki casually waved his hand.

Countless Swords of the Thunder God appeared in front of him.

They shot forward like arrows.

Before they could reach the purple-black dragon, all the Swords of the Thunder God exploded.

Countless fragments mixed with lightning left the purple-black dragon full of holes.

But in the next second, the purple-black chakra gathered again. Its speed suddenly increased, and it struck Natsuki like a cannonball.

Miroku's heart tightened, and she instinctively leaned forward.

Only Nawaki and Nonō remained calm, trusting in Natsuki's strength.

"Hadō #88: Flying Dragon-Striking, Heaven-Shaking Thunder Cannon!"

A massive beam of light erupted from Natsuki's hand and shattered the purple-black chakra in an instant.

"Blood Demon Art: Cold White Princesses!"

After the purple-black chakra disappeared, Natsuki extended his hand.

Blood spread outward.

In the blink of an eye, two maidens appeared.

They opened their mouths and exhaled freezing air.

Everything the cold passed over froze solid.

Mōryō was no exception.

"Ice Release?"

Nawaki froze for a moment and could not help asking.

It was his first time seeing Natsuki use Blood Demon Art: Ice Crystals.

"It's a Blood Secret Technique."

Nonō noticed the blood Natsuki had released.

"Blood Secret Techniques can actually do something like this?"

Nawaki asked in amazement.

But once he remembered that it was Natsuki, it felt reasonable.

Perhaps he had modified it based on the Chinoike clan's Blood Secret Techniques.

Cracking sounds rang out.

Mōryō broke free from the ice.

However, it was now thoroughly enraged.

The mist around its body suddenly thickened. Immediately afterward, countless beams of light appeared.

The beams spread like lightning, covering the sky as they shot toward Natsuki, Miroku, and the others.

Miroku and the guards she had brought instantly turned pale, feeling as if the end had arrived.

"Lightning Giant!"

Natsuki raised his hand.

Vast chakra poured out of his body.

The ground rose, and countless streams of iron sand erupted like fountains in every direction.

In the blink of an eye, they gathered in the sky and formed an enormous electrified giant.

"What?"

When Mōryō saw a Lightning Giant no smaller than itself, it felt disbelief.

Miroku and the others were even more stunned.

After appearing, the Lightning Giant immediately clapped its hands together.

Brilliant lightning illuminated the sky.

Lightning collided with the beams, producing countless streams of chakra.

With a thought from Natsuki, the Lightning Giant reached toward Mōryō.

Mōryō did not retreat and charged forward.

The two massive beings released terrifying power, and piercing sounds echoed through the world.

"Blood Demon Art: Hoarfrost Waterlily Bodhisattva"

Natsuki waved his hand calmly.

Behind Mōryō, an ice sculpture of a bodhisattva appeared.

It quickly swung both hands like blades and struck toward Mōryō.

"How do you possess this kind of power?"

While resisting the Lightning Giant, Mōryō extended all of its tentacles and wrapped them around the ice bodhisattva's hands.

A tremendous force pressed down on it, making it feel uncomfortable, but it still managed to block the attack.

Mōryō sensed danger.

Its body shook, and the chakra inside it turned into mist that spread outward.

When the mist touched the Lightning Giant and the ice bodhisattva, it began corroding them.

"Insect, I'll make you wish you were dead!"

Seeing that its mist was effective, Mōryō immediately shouted.

"Iron Sand Sword!"

Natsuki gathered the remaining chakra.

With him at the center, the entire ground began trembling.

Nawaki, Miroku, and the others looked at one another.

By this point, the battle had completely exceeded their imagination.

The ground split open, and countless streams of iron sand flew out.

Like flowing water, they surged toward Mōryō from every direction.

Mōryō froze, then hurriedly produced even more mist.

But all the iron sand covered it.

An unimaginable weight pressed down on it, forcing it directly to the ground.

At the same time, the Lightning Giant and the ice bodhisattva moved.

Under the triple suppression, Mōryō was forced deep underground.

It wanted to escape, but the iron sand was sealed tightly around it, giving it no opportunity.

Combined with the heavy pressure from every direction, it was unable to move, as if it had been sealed.

Natsuki walked up to it and took out the Black Holy Grail.

The Black Holy Grail trembled and produced a suction force.

For the first time, Mōryō felt a terrifying sense of danger.

It was supposed to be an undying being, but at that moment, it felt as though it was about to die.

It struggled and screamed.

Miroku stared blankly at everything.

From Mōryō's voice, she heard fear unlike anything before.

Then the sound vanished.

She felt the faint connection between herself and Mōryō break completely.

That meant it had vanished forever.

"How is this possible?"

Miroku stood frozen in place.

[Congratulations. Artoria Template Ability Four has been unlocked: Infinite Mana.]

Natsuki could not help smiling.

(To be continued.)

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